With a bit of holiness and majesty, but it looks unusually bleak, like an old man with outdated thinking, stubbornly insisting on his somewhat ridiculous idea now.

Luo Xiao frowned slightly, felt the surrounding breath, and suddenly turned his head to the non-wood and eagle feathers next to him, and said, "The creator probably felt our breath, and there are already angels approaching nearby. , You two go and stop, I will solve the problem with him."

Ying Yu Feimu responded one after another, the wings behind him flapped, and he quickly left here, and stopped in two directions.

Only Luo Xiao and Chu Ci continued to walk forward.

Walked into the palace all the way, completely unimpeded.

What Luo Xiao said was indeed correct.

The power of the creator has indeed completely disappeared with the power of the previous imitation archangel, and has been weakened to a point, and now even simple defense can not be achieved.

Step by step to the majestic hall.

A white-haired man, wearing a white background and golden striped clothing, was sitting on the highest position in the front and holding a golden scepter, looking down at the two of them.

There was no special emotion in that face, and the westernized appearance roughly showed his spirited spirit when he was young.

But now he is just the end of the battle.

This face is already betraying him completely.

As a creator, the younger he looks, the more it represents that Lilang is at his peak, and now he is obviously about to come to an end.

Luo Xiao didn't have any other emotions on his face either. He just stared at him and said lightly, "You lost."

The old man sitting there chuckled lightly, his voice was old, with a sarcasm, "I really didn't expect that I would end up being defeated by the best child I created..."

"I didn't expect you to be so eager to use this method."

I don't know if this sentence pokes the sensitive nerve of the old man who has always claimed to be the representative and incarnation of justice in front of everyone.

His eyes widened suddenly, his fingertips tightened, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were violent. He clenched the golden scepter in his hand, looked at Luo Xiao in front of him, raised his hand and lifted the scepter, then He clicked on the ground fiercely.

The crisp sound spread, and his voice finally could no longer maintain the calmness just now, but with a bit of madness.

"Do you think you really won?! I tell you, you are the incarnation of evil and darkness, everyone will spur you, insult you, and put whatever you have done or haven’t done to you In your body, you represent hell... and even if I dissipate, my belief will be spread by everyone. Even if someone knows these things, they won’t think it’s my fault. After all, darkness is meant to be eliminated. of."

His eyes widened.

"Really?" Luo Xiao was still indifferent to these words, "It's really sad."

I don't know if it is said that this matter is sad, or even if it is the creator who still focuses on this matter to his death, it is sad.

Chu Ci squeezed his fingertips and tilted his head, "This means that I can't live anymore, but I have to say something cruel to support the game, and it seems that I didn't lose so ugly, right?"